Singing and arrival are all about the flow of water. It is the weight of life and the lightness of soul. How can you make me honest?

Singing and arrival are both the flow of water

. It is the heavy weight of life

. How can you make me honest?

Say I am the woman who is like water

Say I am unruly looking at: life - death

Say unruly playing: love - love

Say goodness

Say everything is like water when passing

A common scenery

Then talk about a water-quality ice sculpture goddess

The crystal ball in the hand

The similar story transformed into

The slowly coming, the

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This incomplete dialogue goes deep into the bones...

This incomplete dialogue goes deep into the bones After the myeloid piercing through breathing

flows overflowing and radiance overflowing

0 After returning to the true nature, the eyes left behind in the empty space

turned into a sigh of a century

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tilted angle spreads a kind of conquest

or a kind of breaking through

I love climbing upwards, ker drum

piercing through time tunnel

experiencing nightmare, feeling confusion is more terrifying than ignorance

0 in the air, floating memory fragments

scribble together pictures, how illusory the scenery is? How empty is

?

No ancients before, no visitors after,

Let the sighs in the wind

settle, solidify those lonely and tiny sadness

collect for life

gather into a clear stream

as long as a poem line, I secretly feel sad with unimaginable tragic